Can I tell if it's a dream?If there's nothing there to see?If I said these words out loud,What difference would they make?This sadness leaves me tired,So I'm sick of feeling it,If I could let my feelings go,Everything would be okay,Even if I took a chance,Spoke these ever changing words,My heart cannot be changed,When it's floating in the sky,If I were able to think,If I were able to move,It would all come back to me,But soon it'd turn to black,

Will 'I' still exist,When I wake tomorrow?Will the world let me be real,When I broke what makes up 'me'?Was I shattered by cruel words?Am I sad because it hurts?I don't know who 'I' could be;I don't know what life could mean,I'm just tired of walking -Not just that, but everything,I can't bring myself to care,People just don't understand,If I had the ability,To make myself different.Would everything change;Would it all just turn to white?

Even when surrounded by,The flow of time,Everybody else,Can wear a mask of indifference,My heart and my mind,Have become separate beings,Life won't stop spinning,I see -It's a cage.And -

Can I tell if it's a dream?If there's nothing there to see?If I said these words out loud,What difference would they make?This sadness leaves me tired,So I'm sick of feeling it,If I could let my feelings go,Everything would be okay,Even if I took a chance,Spoke these ever changing words,My heart cannot be changed,When it's floating in the sky,If I were able to think,If I were able to move,It would all come back to me,But soon it'd turn to black,

Is there any point to time?Is there even a future?Do I even exist,In a place like this?I can't help, but think that,If I were to get hurt,Then the only words said,Would be "Good-for-nothing child."Do I even exist,In a place like this?Do I even exist,In a time like this?If I had the ability,To make myself different.Would everything change;Would it all just turn to white?

Can I tell if it's a dream?If there's nothing there to see?If I said these words out loud,What difference would they make?This sadness leaves me tired,So I'm sick of feeling it,If I could let my feelings go,Everything would be okay,Even if I took a chance,Spoke these ever changing words,My heart cannot be changed,When it's floating in the sky,If I were able to think,If I were able to move,It would all come back to me,But soon it'd turn to black,

If I were able to move,If my mind would let me move,Everything I touched would break,I would break everything,If I were to feel sad,If sadness became me,Would my heart return,To the white it once was,

I don't know about you,I don't know about me,I don't know a thing,About anything,If I could open my eyes,I would probably cry,Then I'd watch everything break,Go ahead and turn to black!

Rolling Girl:

Rolling girl, she's living in a dream,A wish she knows she'll never reach,Wordless, voiceless, yet shouting in her mind,She can't ignore their cries,Screaming is her silence,

"I'm just fine."She's lying through her teeth,Why say anything if no one listens?

Failed again, failed again,Falling until she finds herself at the start,So she starts it again

Once again, Once again"If I keep rolling I'll find my way, surely." She says to no one, says to no oneWho is to say just how she means it?

"Ready now?""No, not yet!"Waiting and waiting every day to reach the end, I'll stop breathing starting, now.

Rolling girl has tried her very best,But the colours are now starting to blur,So many voices shouting in her mind, Hear them mix together,Mix into a chorus,

"I'm just fine."She's lying through her teeth,Too bad that no one cares to listen,

Even though she says things like that,She keeps climbing the hill she knows she'll fall from,That's the mistake she kept making,

Once again, once again,"Please let me roll as long as I need to." She says to no one, says to no one,She wants only herself to know the true meaning,

"Ready now?""Just a little more, not long to wait for the end is drawing near.I'll stop breathing starting, now."

Once again, once again,"If I keep rolling I'll find my way, surely." She says to no one, says to no oneWho is to say just how she means it?

"Maybe I was just born to love you,"I say to pictures of you on my wall,I whisper, hoping - one day - you will hear me,"Can't you see? We are just meant to be!"

Constantly checking online if your single,Facebook, twitter, myspace - I have to know,Behind closed doors, I am sitting all alone.Dreaming one day, I could touch your everything,

Oh my my, is that a guest I see here?Such a pretty thing - just like a doll,Come on, sweetie, tell me how much you love her,I'm sure that 'love' will fade away once she is dead.

Tongue of flame,Will lick away,Everything you desire,Tragic, right? I am sure she is fine.I don't care what you do,As long as you do it to me,Because that is just how much I love you,

I'll keep you close,And show my love,You'll feel the same lust,I've always felt for you,

Baby, won't you tell me just why your crying?Don't worry, my dear. It's not worth all those tears,It's just a box that I made for you,So that death can't force us apart,

Of course it was me,Who got you this gift,I know you'll love it,Just like I love you,The fluffy, bloody head of a cute kitten,Because I know you love cats most of all,

Snakes of flame,Eat away,At the life she left behind,Who was that girl? Did she even exist?"I love you,"The same cliché,Cannot keep me entertained,Satisfaction subsides, leaving this sickness,

I'll make you feel,The same as me,I'll let you do,Nothing, but love me,

Matryoshka:

Ichi, ni, san, shi.

A message that's been weighing on my mind, I don't really care if it reaches anyone,I've never been any other way,I'm nothing, but a crazy Matryoshka.

A headache induced song package,The clock reads the same no matter the time,Please don't tell anybody else, The world is going to turn upside down.

Ah, I'm shattering,Destroy my memories, they're no more use to me.Ah, I'm curious,To see the deepest part.

Yeah, get up and dance with me,Kalinka? Malinka? Snapping the strings.I'm confused, what should I do?My feelings want the answer from you.Loud and clear, Go-ni-shiFreud? Keloid? Hit the keys,Soon you'll be laughing as well,Dancing faster, looking like fools.

Clap, clap, clap- be a child again,No real beat to our deranged song,I don't really care either way,I know that tomorrow will be a colder day,

How about we rendezvous? Rendezvous?Just a rendezvous?Or go on an adventure?With awkward stepping like:Ichi, ni, ichi, ni.

Ah, I'm about to burst,Don't lose a single part of me.Ah, with both your hands,Accept my everything.

Won't you pay attention, it's important?Kalinka? Malinka? Just pinch me, please.I can't control myself anymore,How about we do something more fun?It hurts a lot, but I won't cry,Parade? Marade? Just clap a nonsense beat,"Wait!" you say, "Matte, matte!"Don't let the number drop down to one.

How about we rendezvous? Rendezvous?Just a rendezvous?Or go on an adventure?With awkward stepping like 1,2,1,2

Yeah, don't stop dancing with me,Kalinka? Malinka? Already snapped strings,I'm confused, what should I do?My feelings want the answer from you.Loud and clear, Go-ni-shiFreud? Keloid? Broken piano keys,Laughing madly along with me,Soon we'll do more than just dance!

Life Cheating Game:

"Tomorrow, it will rain," the falling raindrops told me with a sigh.A ringing in my two ears or a revelation: "Just be careful,"Processes mixed to form one; the targets of the unexpected rain,Neither know a single thing, so I guess it's just a premonition.

"I wouldn't board the bus tomorrow,""Something bad is bound to happen,"Somewhere with an ideal warmth is where I shall live on because-

It's just a life-cheating game,Where the Jokers played gather together,With a grin, or a sneer,As all the endings fade away with time,Hopes once found are defiled,After all, good dreams just breathe falsities,I sneer, though alone,So I pray as I am guided through this life,

"Don't go on that date tomorrow," the rain told me with a sigh,In the darkness, I grasped at the card in the cold air,Processes mixed to form one; the targets of the unexpected rain,Neither know a single thing, and I guess that is why that I chose it,

Someone seems to have pointed out,"That girl has been left all alone,"And when she was on her way home her feet slid from the platform,

It's just a life-cheating game,Where the Jokers played gather together,With a grin, or a sneer,As all emotions fade away with time,Even so, complex things like,Existence should be left for another time,I sneer, though alone,So I pray as I am guided through this life,

Realizing the payment,Is hidden in the answer,So fairwell to the lovely days that passed,For I know that I can never return to them,

It's just a life-cheating game,Where the Jokers played gather together,With a grin, or a sneer,The future will arrive all in due time,The final statement is ridden with,Pure and clear unnecessary hate,"Tomorrow, you - in the end,""Will die no matter what you try to do,"

It's just a life-cheating game,Where the Jokers played gather together,With a grin, or a sneer,Sneering though that's no way to play the game,Emotions once gone now return,And show a love for making me feel dead,I sneer, though alone,So I pray as I am guided through this life,

I wonder if tomorrow will bring rain.

This next one is kind of a fail (then again, they all are...)

Terror(ism):

Put your mind to writing,A letter that just can't,Be understood,I've thought about,Sending it to the person,I will soon be,But I don't know where to send it,Nor do I know where I am,So, tell me, what I should do,with these feelings?

What's it like to know,You're now someone who,You cannot stand?God's pointing a finger,And laughing loudly,Down at you,"Shut up,You worthless being,""Just hurry and get,Out of my sight,"You've become,The misery that you feel.

With narrowed eyes,You turn away,From the love you once craved,Shut in a 6-tatami-room,That's TERRORISM,All this time,I've been singing-No, crying out,If you think that's wrong,Then take a bullet,To match the weight of those,Useless words,And fire it.

When you're struck,Strike back-It's your turn now!Seize every dream left forgotten by time passed,My heart is firmly set,On this RESISTANCE,When they laugh,Laugh back,No more than just enough,An overthrow of life, Said like it were just that,We'll win it all,By giving up our time for it,It's the eve before we fight them back.

I used to write my thoughts,Songs from the heart,Hoping it would,Change something, With no trace of guilt,A lone a voice without any complexity,Though world domination and all,Who stops to talk about that?It seems that,There's no idiot who would do,

The cold voices of a heartless crowd,Trapping all those who dare to fear,That's TERRORISM,Just like that,I've rejected-No, run from everyone,If there's no more chances left,Then this horrible stage will...I'll say "sorry".

When you're struck,Strike back-It's your turn now!Let their abusive words and jeers fall on deaf ears,My wounded heart cries out, Every MAYDAY,When they laugh,Laugh back,No more than just enough,This resistance flame started in just one room,A battle fought with no more than me,It's the eve before our revolution,

Even when with no stength,Take everything back,That heart of yours belongs to no one other than yourself,Life shines brighter than the sun,That's why it's life,You may fall,You may trip,Colapse and break,But that's the proof you tried,And the future is close,That's what makes those who laugh,No more than words,Despite that,The world will still go 'round and 'round,

These translyrics are hopefully a lot more accurate than the previous ones XD

Disappearance Addiction:

Love; love; love; love; love; love; love; love:Made to dance by all this sorrow runtattatta.All directions have been blocked - now crawling dreadfully, terribly to misery,Enveloped in the pain within this straight jacket,Faded feeling, I began to melt - so, surely, I've now become fragments.

"Look there at her desk and see just what is lying there..."Inside the stagnant [birdcage] classroom infested with dirt.You won't break me... you won't break me... you won't break me, right?A concerted punishment and crime.

Hey, Hey: beside that voice of hers; beside that face of hers, it all no longer exists.Oh, oh - as you can see, as you can see: it's not; not; not; not at all here now.As well as that hated voice; as well as that hated face, a thing or two no longer exists.Oh, oh - as depicted, as depicted: it's not; not; not; not at all here now,In truth, there is no altruism - just a catalyst within the brain.

Lie; lie; lie; lie; lie; lie; lie; lie:Drenched in falsities runtattatta.The promise which I made with you, I completely will not - cannot believe it.Among the pain which has been left unsatisfied,A ridiculous disappointment, I began to melt - became limp.

Lie; lie; lie; lie; lie; lie; lie; lie:I hate humanity rutattatta.Regardless, I cannot disobey them. Dondondondon - vanish from sight and mind.Amongst the loneliness left unsatisfied,Captivated by the swirling force are all of the possibilities.

Hidden away in hushed silence. "He's not here, not here - ahh."In the time after-school, we're nestled - looking to the dusk.You will love me... you will love me... you will love me, right?A rotten punishment and crime.

Hey, Hey: beside that voice of yours; beside that face of yours, it all no longer exists.Oh, oh - as I go crazy, as I go crazy: it's not; not; not; not at all here now.All of your wishes, as well as all your thoughts - both no longer exist.Oh, oh - as you've guessed it, as you've guessed it: it's not; not; not; not atall here now.The condition of the brain is unstable - of intentions, there are no other.

Hey, Hey: beside those dreams of yours; beside that name of yours, it all no longer exists.Oh, oh - as it grows distorted, as it grows distorted: it has become too late to notice.The whole of your past, as well as your future - they both no longer exist.Oh, oh - as you crumble, as you crumble: are you still here...?

Hey, Hey: it seems your memories and your entire presence no longer exists at all.Oh, oh - I cannot recall it, I cannot recall it: was it not said that it washere, then?It seems the whole of you, It seems that all of you - it no longer seems to exist.Oh, oh - from the beginning, from the beginning: it seems that it has not atall been here.The brain is erased - you are asking to see the trick, but there really wasnone.

The clock is ticking; it's ticking away:As if urging me forwards.The clock is ticking; it never stops:Where everything coincides.

Astonished, I was just waiting here.All alone in a dim room where light is scarce,So dazed, I was just waiting here,Just to hear the sound of the door being kicked in.

Astonished, I was just waiting here.All alone in a dim room where light is scarce,So dazed, I was just waiting here,Now I know that there is nothing left now to fear.

Bullets fully loaded, rifle in my hand,Kicking down the door which was once sealed so tightly shut.Trigger triggering the act of shots firedand blowing, throwing away the me from yesterday.Good night now - I've accepted this distress; this despair.I now find myself walking the path to a better tomorrow.So let's meet up once again tonight.

For one reason or another he began toWear a mask to hide away himselfAnd so that is how it now goes.His smile will not falter or fade away -Laughing; smiling; loved by everyone, But crying on the inside.

Oh, a tin heart is resting,Mechanized only by chance.Maybe if he just waits For a thousand or more years,"How do I smile?"Will become the question he asks.The world will be no more than calculation.

One mark? One hundred? Ten?Oh, my: such a fail.Now, one mark? One hundred? Ten?Wait: what about you?

Keep laughing! Keep laughing!We're all prisoners here.Good fortune comes to all those who never shed a tear.Keep finding; keep findingThe faults in everyone.There is no point to anyone so just leave me alone!No- No- No- No- No- No-No-one can be saved-Nothing saved by forces of habit!Is it not a thrill to live life on the edge?So, how about that?

For one reason or another he began toWear a mask to hide away himselfAnd so that is how it now goes.His smile will not falter or fade away -Laughing; smiling; loving allAs all they did was push him around.

Emotions hidden awayRattle from the chains around it.If I sulk and walk wherever for a very long distance."Love is just a word." - It will have been forgotten.The world will be no more than calculations.

One mark? One hundred? Ten?Oh, that is inadequate.One mark? One hundred? Ten?Wait: what about you?

Keep dancing! Keep dancing,It's a dance number.A smile, bright, to hide these feelings of disgust."A failure! A failure!" - The inventor scowlsThough they're the dull and deceitful kind of instigator.No- no- no- no- no- no-No matter how you tryYou can't win for it'll never be enough!Is it not a thrill on the brink of collapse?There's no other way.

Someone asked me to play houseAnd place my trust in them.Though this discrepancyWould never stop with that."What is resting?" -I seem to have forgotten.I feel I am bound to short circuit or crumble away.

I hear it; I hear it,From very far away.Pain which has brought on weepingWith anger merging too.Just stop it! Just stop it!Please, everyone.Even with all this IDon't want to be alone.

Keep laughing! Keeping laughing!We're all prisoners here.I wonder... did you ever hear what mama said?Keep dancing! Keep dancingAll together asPuppets in the palms of adults with no thoughts of our own.

A- A- A- A- A- A-Tragedy from maths.Miracles are so foolish to me now.It's nothing but a stimulating chicken race.So, how about that?

Blather as what I say seems to be,At least try to seek out the true 'me'.Somewhere between fabrication and truth,I await, hiding from all that is cruel.

Hopeless as we seem to be all alone,We kept as one so we'd be HAPPY.But our bond seemed to lead into despise."You're better off unloved; unwanted!"

All these emotions pouring out from deep inside.Left unresolved, I wonder when they will subside.To atone for almost drowning in despair,I gasp for any oxygen to be found here.

So cowardly that IJust fell, closing my eyes.Somehow, it just felt so right.

I'd rather have lost in love.Even though we're like this,My mind harshly distorts it.I'd rather have lost in love.Making you resent meWould be a greater victory.

Hopeless as we seem to be all alone,We kept as one so we'd be HAPPY.But our bond seemed to lead into despise."You're better off unloved; unwanted!"

If I could be another version of me,We could have been; might have beenWould have been HAPPY then!Today again, I'll play the role of the 'fool'.The 'me' that doesn't know what's too extreme.

My ego-selfishness - I know of it and yetThere's no way I can stop myself.

I'd rather have lost in love.Even though we're like this,My mind harshly distorts it.I'd rather have lost in love.Making you resent meWould be a greater victory.

"Bye-bye!" I would like to sayFor existing like thisIs less than convivial.I don't want to go too far.No more... no more... no more...

Blather as what I have said has been,At least try to seek out the true 'me'.Somewhere between fabrication and truth,I await, hiding from all that is cruel.

Club Nightmare:

I stew an apple with a dash of something virulentAnd it makes an especially noxious kind of apple so-Why don’t you just take a bite? I’m sure that you will beSwiftly whisked away to a world of the utmost wonders.

As if falling into a deep death-like slumber.It shall sink into the marrow of your bones and then-You’ll see this world once you have become enamoured by itSo then welcome toCLUB NIGHTMARE

The ink coloured cat begins to danceWith rapid, expeditious stepsAs it seems to merge with the darknessWith its tail shaking.As you indulge in this cocktailHand-made specially for you to drinkDon’t you just long to know everything, ah,About this club of ours.

Treading down a passage, ahead there lies a door.Once you finally arrive, there is no alternative no matter what.There, a monster awaits with sharp scissors in handAnd there’s a less-than-slight chance that they will be aimed at you.

Let the birds sing their raucous songAlong to the ever endless beat.With such a tragic, lamenting toneAnd a joyous rhythm to clash.To sing or to dance - that is your choice.Which is more favourable?There is no need to tremble like that, ahh,Let us traverse further still.

Realistically, the things we pin as delusionAre nothing more than mendacity,Exactly like that apple from the preludeYou consumed,Which means what?

The ink coloured cat begins to danceWith rapid, expeditious stepsAs it seems to merge with the darknessWith its tail shaking.Let the birds sing their raucous songAlong to the ever endless beat.With such a tragic, lamenting toneAnd a joyous rhythm to clash.

So let us determine yourFinal response now.Which do you find more preferable:Singing or dancing, huh?If you’re going to be tricked Permit your eyes to close -Which would you then become:The jet black cat or the singing bird?